Translator: Guy Gone Bad

  That night, Yu Qinghuan appeared on the news broadcast. Among a group of old artists with wrinkled faces, his handsome face was especially prominent.

  Although there were few people watching news in front of the TV now, the official media in almost all countries had forwarded the news on Weibo. Soon, Yu Qinghuan becoming the new overseas cultural ambassador spread all over the network.

  [Wow, Qinghuan, congratulations! He had such achievements no more than a year since his debut. As his ‘mother-aged’ fan, I’m so proud!]

  [Hahahaha, the event was serious, but I feel so funny? Don’t you think this photo is like a fine-looking chick strayed into a flock of venerable old hens?]

  [Hahaha! Venerable old hens? What the hell are you talking about?]

  [Well, it’s must be a shady deal. Yu Qinghuan with national television? It’s obvious that there is a sugar daddy behind him.]

  [Are you stupid? Which sugar daddy can put Yu Qinghuan on the news broadcast? If it is true, I will make one request: introduce him to me!] ……

  Yu Qinghuan did not know the undercurrent on the Internet was surging. He was surrounded by a group of people at that moment and could not extricate himself at all.

  “The young man is really handsome,” an old artist looked at him smilingly, “I heard Xiao Feng’s ring has been found by you, thank you so much, otherwise, she would still live in suffering.”

  “It’s nothing,” Yu Qinghuan smiled shyly. “In fact, it’s just a coincidence. I feel very lucky to be able to help Mr. Cen.”

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  “You’re just being modest,” the old artist waved his hand and suddenly snickered, “I heard you’re a lucky boy, nicknamed koi? My daughter is a big fan of yours. She nagged at home every day to post your photos for good luck.”

  He took out a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to Yu Qinghuan. “Knowing that I will see you today, she specially requested me to ask you for a signature.”

  Yu Qinghuan didn’t expect these old artists, who usually scold the new generation of actors with a straight face, to make such a down-to-earth request. He paused for a moment before accepting the notebook respectfully.

  “Thanks for her love and support,” he said as he wrote, “I am really lucky to have so many good fans.”

  The words obviously pleased the old artist. His smile deepened. Just as he was about to speak, a group of people suddenly gathered around him, looking at Yu Qinghuan like watching a rare animal.

  “This is the young man with special aura mentioned by the old chap Wang Zhensheng? He is really good.”

  “Oh, Liu asks for his signature. He is still star-struck at this age?”

  “No, no, I heard Qinghuan’s luck is particularly good, maybe he wants to get some from him? Oh my, please sign one for me!”

  “Really? I also want his signature.”

  Those old men engaged in art really kept up with the trend even if they were getting old. They acted like young people, asking Yu Qinghuan for his signature one by one.

  Seeing this scene, the director of the award ceremony immediately dragged the photographer over, asked him to take a few photos, and then posted them on his Weibo.

  “I heard the koi could bring good luck? [Photo] [Photo]”

  The nature of national television’s program didn’t bring much joy and fun to such a serious event. Therefore, the attention it usually drew among young people was little. This year, thanks to Yu Qinghuan, there were so many people who paid attention and forwarded their news.

  The director almost lost his hair under great pressure. He couldn’t think of a way to achieve both ends. So he found Yu Qinghuan to increase the discussion of the event.

  Facts had proved that his decision was completely correct. As soon as the Weibo was posted, it was frantically forwarded by netizens.

  [Oh, my god! Qinghuan is loved by all groups!]

  [Shit! Isn’t that Liu Heng in the front? Mr. Liu Heng, who won the Lifelong Artistic Achievement Award! He would have asked Yu Qinghuan for an autograph!]

  [Not only Liu Heng but so many big shots…… Yu Qinghuan is really a magical man……]

  [No, Qinghuan is not a man, he is a human koi……] ……

  As the contrast manifested from the event was so great and incredible that on many forums, the discussion lasted for a long time that day. Yu Qinghuan’s fame soared through the event and almost reached the point where everyone in this country knew him.

  Yu Xin was so happy and even hummed a song as he walked, busy choosing scripts and endorsements for Yu Qinghuan and even forgetting his own birthday.

  When Yu Qinghuan’s birthday gift was presented in front of his face, he was stunned instantly.

  “What is this?” He took the gift box in a daze, opened it, and the gift immediately surprised his eyes. “SLR and lens? Fuck! With both the micro-focus and long-focus lens?! Qinghuan, why did you suddenly buy me those things?”

  Yu Qinghuan laughed, “Your birthday present. Happy birthday, ge.”

  Yu Xin liked photography and coveted all kinds of SLRs and lenses. But…… There was a popular saying in the photography circle: SLR fanatics would be poor for three generations, and photography enthusiasts would ruin his/her lifetime.

  He struggled for two lives. Until his salary rose recently, Yu Xin finally began to make money, not to mention investing in hobbies.

  Yu Qinghuan had always wanted to thank Yu Xin, but he didn’t know how to express it. So he took this opportunity to give him something he really fancied.

  In other people’s eyes, Yu Xin may not be professional enough, even holding Qinghuan back. But in his eyes, Yu Xin was the only agent in the world who would care for him and take care of him wholeheartedly.

  There were many gold agents in this world, but Yu Xin was the only one.

  “I, I have forgotten it myself, while you still remember?” Yu Xin hugged the gift tightly for a long time, and his eyes were reddish.

  The most right thing he did in this life was to give Yu Qinghuan a hand when the latter was in his most difficult times.